IN THE FIELD

Winter is an ideal time to begin bird-study, because there are no leaves

and because the birds are few and not difficult to identify. If you

learn the winter birds thoroughly, you will be ready for the rush of the

spring as old favorites return and new friends appear.

Midsummer is often a disappointing season because birds are silent and

in poor feather. At this time you will be able to study the plumages of

the young birds, however, and you will find much of interest in watching

the affairs of family life. Migrant shore-birds should be watched during

late summer.

Fall is the season of trials. Now come the restless, sombre-colored

hordes, most of them silent save for a few brief call-notes. When you

can easily identify all the fall birds, you are a pretty good

ornithologist.

In approaching a bird, common sense will warn you that you should be as

quiet as possible. You should be obscurely dressed, and if you can go

under, around, or between bushes, rather than through them, you will

cause less disturbance. Often the best way to study birds is to find a

pleasant, somewhat hidden spot and remain there for an hour, watching

all that comes by. A good bird student, in the course of his walk, will

try to visit as many different kinds of country as he can; he will visit

the ponds and marshes, the grape-vine thickets, the open fields, and the

hemlock woods of his neighborhood. He knows that in these different

regions he is likely to find different birds. In fact, unless he does

carefully study _all_ of these regions, he is not thoroughly studying

the bird-life of his locality.

You may have trouble in seeing some birds, though you pursue them ever

so tirelessly. Try kissing the back of your hand in such a manner as to

imitate the cries of a young or wounded bird. This sound will often

arouse the curiosity of the wariest bird and he will come close. I thus

made a squeaking sound once and a Robin hit me with full force on the

neck; she was so convinced that I had one of her young in my dreaded

clutches that she gave stern battle! These squeaking cries sometimes

draw even the birds of prey.

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